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I do not believe in Belief.

E. M. Forster

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E. M. Forster
Age: 91 †
Born: 1879
Born: January 1
Died: 1970
Died: June 7
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Essayist
Librettist
Literary Critic
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
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London
England
Edward Morgan Forster
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